Conrad Fisher Novels & Stories

I bit the inside of my cheek as I was reminded of Conrad's presence in the room. ‘Was Conrad proud when he had me?’ I asked myself and managed to say a thank you to Mr. Fisher with a bright smile before my eyes went to scanning everyone in the room in search of Conrad. I was positive about not wanting to see him, yet, I couldn't stay for a minute without lifting my eyes to the door in hopes to see Conrad bursting through the door. “How am I to believe that the marginal profit will be as you have said?” Alpha Kinsley of Dark Crescent, one of our new clients, asked me.

"That's right! If you don't wish to die, get on your knees and apologize to Conrad right now! Bring the money to him as well!" All of Conrad's subordinates in the room whipped out their weapons and bellowed at Liam in rage. Conrad had an icy grin on his face as he handed his cigar to the person next to him. He then got up from the couch and said, "I'd like to see if I could live another day after taking the money away." He immediately walked up to the table and opened the white briefcase that was on the table. In the next second, Conrad's expression darkened beyond measure. He was utterly stunned.

Conrad only gave him a wry look before lowering his gaze to Margaux, prompting him to quickly lift the white blanket to cover Margaux's overly exposed thigh and leg before returning his gaze to the caretaker. "Do you need anything else, Conrad?" Instead, he simply stared at him with his eyes wide open. Conrad's response stunned him. "That's how you were with Phoebe, who just made after your money, sir; let me just remind you, you are no longer in your old world where you are free to play with anyone; I even witnessed you failing, and maybe when that happens again—" "Not happening, Conrad; I vowed before that the same thing would never happen again; I am now a well-built Declan Heisenberg who

” She said and dropped the poles she was holding. The sound of heavy metal hitting another surprised me, and I squealed and dropped the bar I was pulling. My arms were aching, and they fell limply onto my lap as I gazed in shock at Caris while catching my breath. „I know you spent a few moments with him, and you may have been charmed by his appearance and extremely gallant gestures, but don’t let appearances fool you. Conrad Hamilton is a ruthless, brutal, and distrustful man. He will stop at nothing to defend his loved ones, and a few can be counted among them. Though he will protect you, shelter you, and help you get back on your feet, he will also not hesitate to cut off your head. He doe

“Are you sure you want me to call off the strings I pulled for you? You don't want to prevent Bryce from releasing your original sketches?” Conrad is enjoying and savoring his bourbon steak so much. All the munching and chewing is making him sound a little muffled. His mouth is almost filled. He is enjoying his food. While me? No. I am uncertain if this is going to be good or bad regarding my diet. “Yup. I just think that there's nothing else we can do. Just let him release it. It's all his, I don't want it back.”

Some things had long been blocked out of Britney's heart, so she simply didn't care anymore. Conrad was a hardworking student. He studied diligently every day and always completed his homework on time. He was very focused and determined to succeed in his studies. Conrad's teachers were impressed with his dedication and commitment to learning. He participated actively in class discussions and always asked insightful questions. Despite facing challenges, Conrad never gave up and always strived to improve. He achieved excellent grades in all his subjects and was recognized for his outstanding academic performance. Conrad's hard work and perseverance paid off, and he was accepted into his dream

I pushed Conrad in and closed the door behind me. “This better be good. I’m busy.” “I need you to watch over him. He will tell you why?” “What?” Conrad looked at me. “Wagner, stop right there.” I did. “Okay fine,” I sighed, “Conrad confessed to helping Nick Matthews kidnap Faith and Harper.” “I didn’t know he would kill them. He threatened me. He told me - “ “Young man sit down,” Romans told Conrad and looked at me, “Why is he in my office?”

“But only after my honor has been restored.” I let out a sharp laugh, the sound bitter. “Your honor? Is that what you call betraying your wife these days?” Conrad ignored the venom in my voice, his jaw tightening. “You’ll admit to the reporters that I didn’t cheat,” he continued, as if I hadn’t spoken. “You’ll explain away the photos and video clip—say they were expertly doctored, or better yet, tell them the woman in the video is you.” My head snapped toward him, disbelief and fury warring within me. “You want me to claim that I’m the woman in the video?” I demanded, my voice rising despite myself. “You’re out of your mind.”

Conrad was frozen like a statue. He couldn't believe his eyes and thought he was hallucinating, but the man in front of him didn't disappear. "Hello, I'm Oliver Kolson." Oliver whipped out his business card and handed it to Conrad. Hearing his words, Conrad gasped. 'He was indeed Oliver Kolson, a renowned assistant from Cresco Enterprise!' At that moment, Conrad was on cloud nine. He hurriedly accepted Oliver's business card as though he was afraid he would take it back.

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.